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Vincent Price - Laura (1944)
#vincent price#laura#film noir#1940s#god hes gorgeous#so handsome#so tall so broad so bisexual#i desire him carnally#that is all...#im fine#.... fuck#sexy#bicon#bisexual#god#horror#old horror movies#vintage#movie#actor#handsome#photos/screencaps by me#photo edits by me#photo
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🥺🥺🥺 rhea
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when life says press c to crouch i say 'rebind to left control'
#number 7 number 7 number 7 number 7#<- snapcube ref#the post itself isnt but it made me giggle in my brain so it be a tag now#meep#mirp#mop#...#that is all...
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Bro kuboe Kieran is active on his blog again the green symbol that shows he is online is lit up (can’t describe this right sorry) AND elliewilliams turned her anon off like how can you still be friends with a pedophile. I think it’s funny he is online and lurking he can’t hide from this
No i know, he recenrly blocked one of my side accounts after i sent him a strange message (i did that shit guilty as hell!) Hes still online its just likely ill never get an answer or an apology for any of this. I thought that he 'wanted best for me' but then he stsrted doing some DARVO shit and telling his friends that i am a pedophile ans abuser for no reason. trying to silence me before i even spoke. Lying on my name like that when i have such evidence on him is really a bold move. but so is fumbling me in general. Just too much audacity in thatguy
#its not like i am expecting or waiting on anybody to attack his friends either#i just think this information ought to be out there if hes going to make such bold claims#that is all...
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Hello 👋
Please take a moment to read my story.
I am Heba Al-Dahdouh. I currently live in the completely destroyed city of Gaza. Since the war on Gaza began on 7/1/2024, my family- my father Nasif, my mother Asmaa, and my siblings Khaled, Ahmad, Muhammad, and Malak-have been living in constant fear, crying, and suffering due to shrapnel, shells, and bullets.
We have no food, no electricity, no cooking gas, no schools, no homes, no cleaning supplies, and no clothes. My school has been bombed, and my brother Khaled's university is now rubble, depriving us all of education. The war has forced us to live in displacement centers, which are just tents unsuitable for living, especially in winter.
Every day we live death, terror, and panic a thousand times because of the ongoing bombardment of my city. The war has killed more than 50 of my relatives and neighbors. At the start of the war, we sought refuge at my aunt's house, but it too Imagine: we have survived imminent death more than 20 times and have been displaced among shelters more than 13 times. My siblings and I have suffered from many illnesses due to malnutrition, and we need medication continuously.
If we stay in Gaza, we might lose our lives. Recently, we have been seriously considering leaving Gaza for a safe place. However, travel costs are extremely high. We need over $50,000 to leave Gaza. Due to exorbitant prices, rampant unemployment, lack of security, the ongoing siege, and relentless bombardment, we have lost all our money. How can we live in such insecurity, with constant shelling and shrapnel flying above us? Dear compassionate friends around the world,
With your generous donations, even if small, you can save 7 people from imminent death, allowing us to start a life outside Gaza filled with love, peace, and hope.
With my warmest regards from the city of Gaza,
Heba Al-Dahdouh.
#free palestine#save palestine#palestinian genocide#i stand with palestine#gaza#free gaza#gaza genocide#gazaunderattack#all eyes on rafah
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links to the donations mentioned
https://unrwa.org/
https://www.instagram.com/gazamutualaid
https://campusbailfunds.com
#make it make sense#eric andre#palestine#free palestine#gaza#free gaza#israel#humanity#human rights#free rafah#rafah#all eyes on rafah#all eyes on palestine#all eyes on gaza#eric andré
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the city where we live doesn't allow public barbecues so my brother fucking welded a grill to a handcart and now hosts "chill and grill sessions" where he sends all his friends his live location so they can hunt him down on their bikes with sausages in their backpacks while he carts it around evading the police like some sort of barbecue vigilante, grilling on the run. i have never been prouder of him
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Does tumblr know about the animation union yaoi yet
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realizing that sticking to the "do it bad" "do it scared" mentality implies theres also a "do it bored"
#cartoon blood#guy whos on 2 adhd meds and an antidepressant trying to function any executive at all ever:
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#Palestine#all eyes on rafah#all eyes on palestine#save rafah#from river to sea palestine will be free#free gaza#free plaestine
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This Pride I hope that all of you never ever forget that no amount of sanitizing your sex life or sanding down of your LGBT edges will make bigots accept you. So, don’t debase yourself by capitulating an inch to them, especially in ways that throw your fellow community members under the bus.
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https://nationalpost.com/news/canada/theyre-not-human-how-19th-century-inuit-coped-with-a-real-life-invasion-of-the-walking-dead
Indigenous groups across the Americas had all encountered Europeans differently. But where other coastal groups such as the Haida or the Mi’kmaq had met white men who were well-fed and well-dressed, the Inuit frequently encountered their future colonizers as small parties on the edge of death.
“I’m sure it terrified people,” said Eber, 91, speaking to the National Post by phone from her Toronto home.
And it’s why, as many as six generations after the events of the Franklin Expedition, Eber was meeting Inuit still raised on stories of the two giant ships that came to the Arctic and discharged columns of death onto the ice.
Inuit nomads had come across streams of men that “didn’t seem to be right.” Maddened by scurvy, botulism or desperation, they were raving in a language the Inuit couldn’t understand. In one case, hunters came across two Franklin Expedition survivors who had been sleeping for days in the hollowed-out corpses of seals.
“They were unrecognizable they were so dirty,” Lena Kingmiatook, a resident of Taloyoak, told Eber.
Mark Tootiak, a stepson of Nicholas Qayutinuaq, related a story to Eber of a group of Inuit who had an early encounter with a small and “hairy” group of Franklin Expedition men evacuating south.
“Later … these Inuit heard that people had seen more white people, a lot more white people, dying,” he said. “They were seen carrying human meat.”
Even Eber’s translator, the late Tommy Anguttitauruq, recounted a goose hunting trip in which he had stumbled upon a Franklin Expedition skeleton still carrying a clay pipe.
By 1850, coves and beaches around King William Island were littered with the disturbing remnants of their advance: Scraps of clothing and camps still littered with their dead occupants. Decades later, researchers would confirm the Inuit accounts of cannibalism when they found bleached human bones with their flesh hacked clean.
“I’ve never in all my life seen any kind of spirit — I’ve heard the sounds they make, but I’ve never seen them with my own eyes,” said the old man who had gone out to investigate the Franklin survivors who had straggled into his camp that day on King William Island.
The figures’ skin was cold but it was not “cold as a fish,” concluded the man. Therefore, he reasoned, they were probably alive.
“They were beings but not Inuit,” he said, according to the account by shaman Nicholas Qayutinuaq.
The figures were too weak to be dangerous, so Inuit women tried to comfort the strangers by inviting them into their igloo.
But close contact only increased their alienness: The men were timid, untalkative and — despite their obvious starvation — they refused to eat.
The men spit out pieces of cooked seal offered to them. They rejected offers of soup. They grabbed jealous hold of their belongings when the Inuit offered to trade.
When the Inuit men returned to the camp from their hunt, they constructed an igloo for the strangers, built them a fire and even outfitted the shelter with three whole seals.
Then, after the white men had gone to sleep, the Inuit quickly packed up their belongings and fled by moonlight.
Whether the pale-skinned visitors were qallunaat or “Indians” — the group determined that staying too long around these “strange people” with iron knives could get them all killed.
“That night they got all their belongings together and took off towards the southwest,” Qayutinuaq told Dorothy Eber.
But the true horror of the encounter wouldn’t be revealed until several months later.
The Inuit had left in such a hurry that they had abandoned several belongings. When a small party went back to the camp to retrieve them, they found an igloo filled with corpses.
The seals were untouched. Instead, the men had eaten each other.
#being so English you die of racism#because youd rather eat each other than a seal#or try to signal to the friendly locals that you need help#many such cases#UNIRONICALLY#the terror#the franklin expedition#dorothy eber#then they infected all these people with European disease of course#the national post is a chud rag so this is an unexpectedly good article for them
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okay guys but in all seriousness the trump attempted assassination is going to rally the right like crazy. voter turnout will be going up. it is more crucial than ever that you SHOW UP AND VOTE IN THIS YEARS PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION.
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I apologize for calling Macklemore cringe
#met gala#all eyes on rafah#all eyes on palestine#free palestine#palestine#rafah#macklemore#drake#kendrick lamar
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ALL EYES ON RAFAH. WE WILL NOT FORGIVE. WE WILL NOT FORGET.
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